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very soul before these other menthese crude detectives？ Oh； the agony of that walk from the bedroom to the reception…room！ She would never forgive her father for thisnever； never； never！ He had now killed her love for himthat was what she felt。 It was to be a battle royal between them from now on。 As they rodein complete silence for a whileher hands clasped and unclasped defiantly； her nails cutting her palms； and her mouth hardened。
It is an open question whether raw opposition ever accomplishes anything of value in this world。 It seems so inherent in this mortal scheme of things that it appears to have a vast validity。 It is more than likely that we owe this spectacle called life to it； and that this can be demonstrated scientifically； but when that is said and done； what is the value？ What is the value of the spectacle？ And what the value of a scene such as this enacted between Aileen and her father？
The old man saw nothing for it； as they rode on； save a grim contest between them which could end in what？ What could he do with her？ They were riding away fresh from this awful catastrophe； and she was not saying a word！ She had even asked him why he had come there！ How was he to subdue her； when the very act of trapping her had failed to do so？ His ruse； while so successful materially； had failed so utterly spiritually。 They reached the house； and Aileen got out。 The old man； too nonplussed to wish to go further at this time； drove back to his office。 He then went out and walkeda peculiar thing for him to do； he had done nothing like that in years and yearswalking to think。 Coming to an open Catholic church； he went in and prayed for enlightenment； the growing dusk of the interior； the single everlasting lamp before the repository of the chalice； and the high； white altar set with candles soothing his troubled feelings。
He came out of the church after a time and returned home。 Aileen did not appear at dinner； and he could not eat。 He went into his private room and shut the doorthinking； thinking； thinking。 The dreadful spectacle of Aileen in a house of ill repute burned in his brain。 To think that Cowperwood should have taken her to such a placehis Aileen； his and his wife's pet。 In spite of his prayers； his uncertainty； her opposition； the puzzling nature of the situation； she must be got out of this。 She must go away for a while； give the man up； and then the law should run its course with him。 In all likelihood Cowperwood would go to the penitentiary if ever a man richly deserved to go； it was he。 Butler would see that no stone was left unturned。 He would make it a personal issue； if necessary。 All he had to do was to let it be known in judicial circles that he wanted it so。 He could not suborn a jury； that would be criminal； but he could see that the case was properly and forcefully presented； and if Cowperwood were convicted； Heaven help him。 The appeal of his financial friends would not save him。 The judges of the lower and superior courts knew on which side their bread was buttered。 They would strain a point in favor of the highest political opinion of the day； and he certainly could influence that。 Aileen meanwhile was contemplating the peculiar nature of her situation。 In spite of their silence on the way home； she knew that a conversation was coming with her father。 It had to be。 He would want her to go somewhere。 Most likely he would revive the European trip in some formshe now suspected the invitation of Mrs。 Mollenhauer as a trick； and she had to decide whether she would go。 Would she leave Cowperwood just when he was about to be tried？ She was determined she would not。 She wanted to see what was going to happen to him。 She would leave home firstrun to some relative； some friend； some stranger； if necessary； and ask to be taken in。 She had some moneya little。 Her father had always been very liberal with her。 She could take a few clothes and disappear。 They would be glad enough to send for her after she had been gone awhile。 Her mother would be frantic； Norah and Callum and Owen would be beside themselves with wonder and worry； her fathershe could see him。 Maybe that would bring him to his senses。 In spite of all her emotional vagaries； she was the pride and interest of this home； and she knew it。
It was in this direction that her mind was running when her father； a few days after the dreadful exposure in the Sixth Street house； sent for her to come to him in his room。 He had come home from his office very early in the afternoon； hoping to find Aileen there； in order that he might have a private interview with her； and by good luck found her in。 She had had no desire to go out into the world these last few daysshe was too expectant of trouble to come。 She had just written Cowperwood asking for a rendezvous out on the Wissahickon the following afternoon； in spite of the detectives。 She must see him。 Her father； she said； had done nothing； but she was sure he would attempt to do something。 She wanted to talk to Cowperwood about that。
〃I've been thinkin' about ye； Aileen； and what ought to be done in this case；〃 began her father without preliminaries of any kind once they were in his 〃office room〃 in the house together。 〃You're on the road to ruin if any one ever was。 I tremble when I think of your immortal soul。 I want to do somethin' for ye； my child； before it's too late。 I've been reproachin' myself for the last month and more； thinkin'； perhaps； it was somethin' I had done； or maybe had failed to do； aither me or your mother； that has brought ye to the place where ye are to…day。 Needless to say； it's on me conscience； me child。 It's a heartbroken man you're lookin' at this day。 I'll never be able to hold me head up again。 Oh； the shamethe shame！ That I should have lived to see it！〃
〃But father；〃 protested Aileen； who was a little distraught at the thought of having to listen to a long preachment which would relate to her duty to God and the Church and her family and her mother and him。 She realized that all these were important in their way； but Cowperwood and his point of view had given her another outlook on life。 They had discussed this matter of familiesparents； children； husbands； wives； brothers； sisters from almost every point of view。 Cowperwood's laissez…faire attitude had permeated and colored her mind completely。 She saw things through his cold； direct 〃I satisfy myself〃 attitude。 He was sorry for all the little differences of personality that sprang up between people； causing quarrels； bickerings； oppositions； and separation； but they could not be helped。 People outgrew each other。 Their points of view altered at varying ratioshence changes。 Moralsthose who had them had them； those who hadn't； hadn't。 There was no explaining。 As for him； he saw nothing wrong in the sex relationship。 Between those who were mutually compatible it was innocent and delicious。 Aileen in his arms； unmarried； but loved by him； and he by her； was as good and pure as any living womana great deal purer than most。 One found oneself in a given social order； theory； or scheme of things。 For purposes of social success； in order not to offend； to smooth one's path； make things easy； avoid useless criticism； and the like； it was necessary to create an outward seemingostensibly conform。 Beyond that it was not necessary to do anything。 Never fail； never get caught。 If you did； fight your way out silently and say nothing。 That was what he was doing in connection with his present financial troubles； that was what he had been ready to do the other day when they were caught。 It was something of all this that was coloring Aileen's mood as she listened at present。
〃But father；〃 she protested； 〃I love Mr。 Cowperwood。 It's almost the same as if I were married to him。 He will marry me some day when he gets a divorce from Mrs。 Cowperwood。 You don't understand how it is。 He's very fond of me； and I love him。 He needs me。〃
Butler looked at her with strange； non…understanding eyes。 〃Divorce； did you say；〃 he began； thinking of the Catholic Church and its dogma in regard to that。 〃He'll divorce his own wife and children and for you； will he？ He needs you； does he？〃 he added； sarcastically。 〃What about his wife and children？ I don't suppose they need him； do they？ What talk have ye？〃
Aileen flung her head back defiantly。 〃It's true； nevertheless；〃 she reiterated。 〃You just don't understand。〃
Butler could scarcely believe his ears。 He had never heard such talk before in his life from any one。 It amazed and shocked him。 He was quite aware of all the subtleties of politics and business； but these of romance were too much for him。 He knew nothing about them。 To think a daughter of his should be talking like this； and she a Catholic！ He could not understand where she got such notions unless it was from the Machiavellian； corrupting brain of Cowperwood himself。
〃How long have ye had these notions； my child？〃 he suddenly asked； calmly and soberly。 〃Where did ye get them？ Ye certainly never heard anything like that in this house； I warrant。 Ye talk as though ye had gone out of yer mind。〃
〃Oh； don't talk nonsense； father；〃 flared Aileen； angrily； think